Fortunate Son
Some folks are born, made to wave the flag
Ooh, that red, white and blue
And when the band plays, “Hail To The Chief”
Lord, they point the cannon at you
Ain’t me, ain’t me
I ain’t no senator’s son, no
Ain’t me, ain’t me
I ain’t no fortunate one
Some folks are born, silver spoon in hand
Lord, don’t they help themselves
But when the taxman comes to the door
Lord, it looks like a rummage sale
Ain’t me, ain’t me
I ain’t no millionaire’s son, Lord no
Ain’t me, ain’t me
I ain’t no fortunate one, no
Some folks inherit star-spangled eyes
Ooh, they’ll send you off to war
And when you ask them, “How much should I give?”
They just say “More, more, more”
Ain’t me, ain’t me
I ain’t no general son, no no
Ain’t me, ain’t me
I ain’t no fortunate one, y’all
Ain’t me, ain’t me
I ain’t no general son, no no
Ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no fortunate one
Ain’t me, ain’t me
I ain’t no senator son, no no
Ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no millionaire, I ain’t no fortunate one